Klick Clack Bang

[Verse 1: Godemis] Look at the way they're hating on us Like we had a deal already, steady as we go I could have been the one to tell 'em that we didn't But it's hit and go, yeah get a dose Ces in the building, better be gone 'Fore we blow the roof, off of this M.F'er I don't wanna get sidetracked, in a Maybach blowing dope wit' dem heffers, I'm a handful so is Ubi so it's like your fucking with a pair of double D's I've been screaming out the shit I mean about And all I got to say is "Motherfuck emcees" Hit 'em and buckle knees, get 'em in line I'm about to go spam on em' and I'm on a roll Could it have been the reason why you acting like a bitch? Pussy popping on a pole What am I doing here? Why do I doos it? I could say it's all about the music But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying to stack a couple of racks And that's amusement to 'em Look at the way, we do 'em, killer city cannibal with Cannonball Get you open like a can opener, the Kan-Kan-Kansas City shuffle y'all [Verse 2: Ubiquitous] I ain't been around the block a lot I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box Still I'm knowin' enough to get the shit to pop Yeah I'm blowing up and up, lifting off Why you lippin' off? Watch it dude Do you know, who in the fuck you talking to? Ces clipping up and ready to lock on you It's not a lot to say, a lot to do Opportunity knocked and I'm knocking you Out the way you're way out of pocket dude And I don't give a fuck if you're sick as fuck If you spit at us, I'll clip your nuts If your upper lip so much as ripple up If you're soft I can help you stiffen up What you talking 'bout, ain't shit to us Yeah I'm talking down to you, listen up, punk [Hook: Ces Cru] (x2) Is it true that ain't shit changed? Listen to the way it bang Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang [Verse 3: Godemis] What am I an oddity? I ought to be We the two to take it to another level I'm in another lane, on some other plane People say I probably parlay with the Devil Parlay with myself, makes a lot of sense Make some motherfucker gotta hop the fence I show up in all black, at the party bloody hands like I just forgot to rinse Back in the day I used to want to chop a bitch Magnetism I attract the opposites Now I'm keeping it clean the crib's pristine Like I hired George Papadopoulos Lock your lips, y'all been in a coma on us honestly I know the weather better pack an um-ber-ella fella y'all are hella cray Look up, the snake and bat are travelin' that-away, have a good day [Verse 4: Ubiquitous] I can see it in the way you running around Running your mouth, talking all the time Laying me down inside a coffin, all for why? Mad at us for catapulting off the N9ne! Why you broken up and crying? Wipe away your tears, open up your eyes Why you leaning all up in my lights? Scheming on my plates, soaking up the shine? Look at the size of this table, it's giant room enough for both of us to dine Hanger Steak with a side of asparagus, a glass of Coppola for wine Sober up before you try and roll with us, you must be Robitussin high Thinking you know what's up with us, but know that I'm Focused on my grind, blowing up, goodbye! [Hook] (x2) [Verse 5: Godemis & Ubiquitous] Who am I? The heavy handed healer, here we go I keep a couple in the clip for y'all We can get it popping, that's the only option Guess I'm shooting from the fucking hip at y'all Cut you open, hoping somebody gotta Sham-wow, blood about to hit the wall I can see it coming cousin like I'm staring back at you From inside a crystal ball This is all for you But do you remember when you fronted on us when we did the interview? What? You forget to do your job? You were pawning me, now I'm pimping you You were on to me, now I'm into you And it ought to be peaceful, but when you choose Hanging dirty laundry over dinner, ooh Honestly it's inde-indefensable Head of the class, fucking up the principle Got 'em ingesting hella deadly chemicals I'm gonna go as far as saying we ain't playing And we got 'em by the fucking genitals I'm gonna hit 'em with the binding resolution Getting biblical with every clip I pull Take a seat with y'all, have a sip with you I've been eating y'all, now I'm getting full Shitting better, get the stool softener Look at 'em, 'bout to break the blade off in her I don't remember anything after getting swill and high Swear to God, occifer Often heard (heard!) The Ces seldom seen By the studio time that I sell a dream Tell 'em to leave the game before the end of you Hell of a fee to pay, my soul is sinner proof It's your move